RECYCLED!
Recently I was shocked when a childhood friend suddenly died. Many of my friends and relatives are now gone. Spending over 30 years doing mindfulness meditation I now realize how mindless I am. The real takeaway is that I find liberation when I lessen my inner drama. I spend way too much time freaking over stuff outside my control.
My gates of Hell can open even wider unless I ignore my crazy doubts and fear. The world can be spinning out of control yet my sanity comes from letting go. A seemingly unending nightmares happens when I do not show gratitude. Crying, yelling, screaming, and all the plethora of negative emotions gather around.
As a tennis player maybe it is symbolic that love means zero. I so find compassion comes from finding emptiness bringing me freedom.
Accepting the unacceptable I deploy my humor. Remember given time, everything is recycled. May my last word be -- RECYCLED!! With laughter may I go back to our water, land and air.
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